I’m frustrated.

Frustrated at all the people who see silence as a preferred behaviour. Frustrated at those who think only of winning. People who want to stand on their tiny mountains at the end of the day, and feel proud they destroyed as many as possible. Those who push others down to stand on their backs, perceiving this as “standing tall”.

At the end of your days, standing on top of your shit mountain isn’t worth it.

Whatever you think I’m writing about, you’re right. I’ve been watching people come forward and attempt to change the system (any system), only to promptly get squashed down by others who feel more comfortable with the status quo. Who are terrified of any change, lest it take away some of their power within their tiny ecosystems. Rumours begin to spread, the poison takes over. Because that’s what this all is. Poison. And those who are dolling it out are wearing gloves. In their minds, they’re blameless because they’re not touching the poison directly. But it’s still out there, hurting people.

We’re all here for a short time, and if there is some kind of afterlife – everyone is going to know you’re an asshole for eternity.